CHALLENGER'S RAP

• You claim you’re a “God-King”. I called your bluff, you said you’re “not joking”
• Your title I’m revoking, you lost the poll’s voting, you’d get asphyxiated if ya tried to spit what you write, you’d be straight choking
• Like you been smoking. Let me grab some sugar-free popsicles and a nicotine patch, you’ll need 3 packs
• Challenging me to a rematch is like coming back to a bad addiction, you done relapsed
• The crowd knows Nathan James, but they haven’t met Joshua Aaron. He be scarin’ kids like you off his lawn like a front porch Karen
• Neighbors starin’, but they ain’t really carin’. They’re just happy that someone else is finally doing their bidding
• 23 years old, so you know I’m not “kidding”, it’s a full-time job that I ain’t quitting, somebody’s gotta do it, so I’m the one committing
• Suit and tie on so you know I’m dripping, axe in my right hand and AK in my left, I’m boutta send this fool to his funeral
• Let the hearse transport him, he’s immovable. If he claims he’s still got life after this, he’s delusional
• His blood splattered into a painting so beautiful. If they catch me I’ll face a fair trial that’s constitutional, a crime like this is inexcusable
• But I “dashed” from the scene like I was part of The Incredibles, the police arrived at 3:45 and the amount of minutes that passed weren’t even 5, they said “that’s incredible”
• I’m light on my feet cause I ain’t had nothing to eat. I don’t smoke weed, but you feast on edibles
• All they do is impair your senses and pollute your mental, you won’t hear me speaking clearly, only half the decibels
• Me and beats are inseparable. You must be crazy to think I would ever take a route that leads to the stairway to Heaven
• My little cousin could tell ya that’s wrong and she’s only 7. The road begins in Texas and takes ya straight to Sin City, Las Vegas
• 15 lines in and this already feels endless, but I’m not even halfway done, like the lifespan of a Galapagos turtle
• They said if I move slow I won’t hop hurdles, but I did and at the same time found spiritual healing while needing nothing herbal
• “General”ize your thoughts if you’re a colonel. He’s the true king and that’s all you need to know. I’m talkin’ paternal
• Let that sink deep into your chest, right into your sternal
• I’ll burn bridges with anything that fails to lead me to grace
• I make haste at a marathoner’s pace to deface the devil’s monograms and open the hatch to let the Lord’s name out the crawlspace
• Give praise now and always, because no soul knows when the end is near
• Lyre, harp, and timbrel in hand. I’m the conductor of heavenly cheer!
• False Gods aren’t welcome here, so I expel em’ like the Lord did Lucifer
• Used to vibe with a shawty who believed in the zodiac, it’s not too hard to miss her
• I had to revert to my primal settings and now I don’t want my ex, like Lil Uzi Vert
• I’m a wise man and my flow is golden, so I covered it with frankincense and myrrh
• Eternal anguish is sure to hurt, so I gotta quit livin’ life like a big ol’ blur
• Silence stirs when I step into the booth with a hoodie and black shoes
• I sing a death note that stabs you and drags you into the backrooms. I’m a rap reaper, we know that’s true
• My mac blue, it’s been a minute since it’s shot and I can’t “hand”le it another hour
• When I click the trigger and show it’s power I’ll bring you flowers to compensate for the gaping hole in your stomach, this track only I devoured
• It tasted sour like Granny Smith, so I upgraded to honey crisp, put some flavor in this verse like barbecue sauce on an open pit
• I’m “fire”d up I have to admit, I’ll cop an arson charge if I stay this lit and keep throwing fits
• My verses hit like drill bits, 700 revs per minute’ll leave any structure with fine divots
• I’m malicious. Dennis the Menace of the rap game makin’ a racket like tennis, now let me end this
• Pop ya like a gumball, Benson. If I had a TV show there would be nothing “regular” about it from the beginning to the ending
• Nathan James ain’t Jesse James, he ain’t no misfit
• Merely the bartender behind the counter who’s gotta pay a ransom for his wife who came up missing
• I’ll give it to ya, you’d be willing to hand over anything to protect your family from calamity
• But if you try any funny business and draw from your holster, I’ll respond angrily
• So you best keep that in mind
• Let it travel through your nervous system and perk up your spine
• Keep your back aligned and head on a swivel
• Cause when I’m walkin’ this autumn, you won’t hear leaves shrivel
• I’ll pull you under into a cavern so abyssal, no legislative or judicial
• Will be needed when I make the “executive” decision to end your life
• Ya couldn’t beat me once before, so let’s see if you can in the “after”life